Friendship

Friendship

There's a miracle of Friendship
that dwells within the heart,
And you don't know
how it happens or where
it gets its start...
But the happiness
it brings you always gives
a special lift,
And you realize
that Friendship
is God's most
perfect gift.

That's written on a little, framed, glass plaque I have. I don't know who the author is. I just dug it, and another smaller one, out of the spare bedroom, and set them out on the windowsill by my computer. Looking in there for more stuff to Freecycle. No surprise I have some dishes to get rid off.

Anyways I have always loved that poem. I think I bought that at a Thrift store or a yard sale. I'm missing my friends today. Got friends and friendship on the brain today.

I can tell from my stats that I have a reader in Orangeville. I can really only think of one person it might be. I wish whoever it is would say something in the comments. Obviously it's someone who knows me, so pop in and say HI. Just let me know you're there. I think you know I do have a sense of humour. Go ahead, leave comments. It would really make this more fun for me if you do. Thanks in advance. SW, you can comment any time. I'm sure you can come up with something to say for just about every entry. I love to hear from you. Mr. Man, you read this all the time, you comment to me in person, why not try something new and comment on the blog? It would go a long way to cheering me up if people would leave comments :-)